A couple of months ago, I started a new weekly theme: Sundays Are For Sebastian. Sebastian is my four year old and he says some of the funniest things–we have no idea where he gets his material since his mother and I are rather boring, serious people.

This week, our little Sebastian jumped off a playground apparatus and broke his arm. While that is never a “good” thing to experience as a parent, it has resulted in several moments that will grace this blog in the weeks to come.

While at the hospital….
Tammy (my wife): “OK Sebastian, they have to take a few X-Rays of your arm now.”
Sebastian (being very brave in the face of his broken arm, but still a bit scared): “What’s an Ecks Ray?”
Tammy: “It’s like a picture.”
The doctors proceeded to take several X-Rays.

With Sebastian smiling very broadly for each one.

And saying: “Cheese!”

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About the drunken cyclist

I have been an occasional cycling tour guide in Europe for the past 20 years, visiting most of the wine regions of France. Through this "job" I developed a love for wine and the stories that often accompany the pulling of a cork. I live in Houston with my lovely wife and two wonderful sons.

My son was that age, exactly, when he snapped his elbow literally in half (it was grotesque) and ruined his violin-playing career (stretched the nerves so he lost feeling in his middle and ring fingers for a number of years). The picture of S in his cast hit too close to my already torn-up heart.

The good news is: the 4-year-olds recover so much more easily than we old-fogies do. My son barely remembers that trauma (I fainted!), and has a fully-functioning arm/hand/nerves. Regeneration is easy when you’re very young.

I am out of town this week and thought it would be a good time to re-visit some of my favorite Sundays Are For Sebastian. This one comes from two years ago when our little boy broke his arm jumping off the Jungle gym at camp….